We organize our lives as fiction. All past, all memory is just a compilation. I do not know that what I present is true, though I pour over the pictur...s of our time, and have deep belief in my memory, which has not proved faulty, as yet.Florez, as I called her, not truly believing such luck in landing so dutiful and so wealthy a wife, was one of the prettiest women I ever laid my sight on. She had what one might call, if one did not delight in the aspects of all shapes with which one might be. ‘She is still awfully young, and well… inexperienced!’ Jessie finished, trampling all over Izzy’s dignity. ‘She’s a woman, and should be treated as such!’ Daniel did snap this time. Izzy threw her spoon onto the table and stood up, her eyes blazing at the two of them. ‘She’s a woman who is absolutely cheesed off at being talked about as if she wasn’t even there!’ she fumed and turned and stormed out of the room. Jessie shot him an accusing look — before rushing after Izzy. Daniel just sat. ”“Oh, okay,” he said. He pulled her onto the bed and pressed his cock, already a stiff arrow pointing north out of the skimpy thong, against her. “This time we’re going by the book.”And that’s what he did. Step by step…slowly…just as he’d written it.He kissed her, his tongue doing a deep dive in her mouth while her breast was in his hand and her nipples enlarged and hardened with his touch. He licked her necklace all the way around and kissed and sucked his way down the entire length of her. She had her first five or six months before the gentle fall crashed into the chill of winter.Linda had been cold ever since, though she often denied it, defied it.The thing was, it was weird to be around it again. I'd been through a rough spell over the years. My company worked me like a dog for a number of years before I realized that they were going to enhance their bottom-line by extending the lay-offs up into the middle management area. I got out and became an independent consultant. The.